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It's too late to drop those classes.
I now am a contender for academic probation. My GPA is a 1.66 since I can't drop those fucking classes. Never in my life have I had grades this terrible. I think at my lowest I've had a 2.8 GPA. But mostly it's been a 3.0.
Wow.
You know, I don't know why I'm so bent out of shape about this. Every body is allowed a weak moment. Everybody is allowed to fuck up. I just have ridiculously high goals for myself. And when i can't attain them I get ridiculously down on myself.
This just isn't my semester, but that doesn't mean that I'm a failure at life. If you haven't done so already, you should read the comments on my previous entry. That lecture is awesome, and definitely helps me sit back and think before I throw everything out of proportion.
My apartment is in a state of complete and utter chaos. Everything is everywhere. Including the couch. I took the covers off to wash some of the cushions that were victim to an attack of a chocolate milkshake, so even the cushions are on the floor and adding to the clutter. My desk is messy and there are various tools and the like all over the place. I just don't have the time or energy to actually sit and clean it. I just don't. I just can't. Maybe Friday.
Work is really taking it out of me. I don't know how much longer I can work these hours in addition to going to school. Luckily for me I have 10 days off in three weeks between the end of this semester and the beginning of my presession summer classes.
Donna and I were talking about it today.... she was praying the God would have someone take her out on a date... it's been 13 months. And I realized I haven't been on a good date since I was with Justin..... and that relationship ended last July. 9 months ago. Since then, I've been on one date. And that was in October, and that didn't count because I had no intentions of getting to know the person that took me out. Can't decide if that's a good thing or not. It's good because I don't know what I want at this point in my life. But it's bad because I'm 20 and should be going on dates and exploring my options.
Anyways. Now I sound like a shallow bitch.
Hopefully seeing Melanie on Saturday. We'll see. I haven't heard from her.
Spring break reunion tomorrow night. I'm real excited.
Now? To finish the case studies that aren't even half way finished.
Until next time...
I now am a contender for academic probation. My GPA is a 1.66 since I can't drop those fucking classes. Never in my life have I had grades this terrible. I think at my lowest I've had a 2.8 GPA. But mostly it's been a 3.0.
Wow.
You know, I don't know why I'm so bent out of shape about this. Every body is allowed a weak moment. Everybody is allowed to fuck up. I just have ridiculously high goals for myself. And when i can't attain them I get ridiculously down on myself.
This just isn't my semester, but that doesn't mean that I'm a failure at life. If you haven't done so already, you should read the comments on my previous entry. That lecture is awesome, and definitely helps me sit back and think before I throw everything out of proportion.
My apartment is in a state of complete and utter chaos. Everything is everywhere. Including the couch. I took the covers off to wash some of the cushions that were victim to an attack of a chocolate milkshake, so even the cushions are on the floor and adding to the clutter. My desk is messy and there are various tools and the like all over the place. I just don't have the time or energy to actually sit and clean it. I just don't. I just can't. Maybe Friday.
Work is really taking it out of me. I don't know how much longer I can work these hours in addition to going to school. Luckily for me I have 10 days off in three weeks between the end of this semester and the beginning of my presession summer classes.
Donna and I were talking about it today.... she was praying the God would have someone take her out on a date... it's been 13 months. And I realized I haven't been on a good date since I was with Justin..... and that relationship ended last July. 9 months ago. Since then, I've been on one date. And that was in October, and that didn't count because I had no intentions of getting to know the person that took me out. Can't decide if that's a good thing or not. It's good because I don't know what I want at this point in my life. But it's bad because I'm 20 and should be going on dates and exploring my options.
Anyways. Now I sound like a shallow bitch.
Hopefully seeing Melanie on Saturday. We'll see. I haven't heard from her.
Spring break reunion tomorrow night. I'm real excited.
Now? To finish the case studies that aren't even half way finished.
Until next time...